Ruyi lifted the quilt, sat up straight and said, "I have to thank the snow girl for the cold spell. The flower girl touched my forehead earlier and saw that my whole body was cold, so she must have thought that I was not going to die soon. After that, she didn't feel anxious or anxious, so I can infer from this.
, there must be something wrong with the food she served. She wanted me to die, so she didn’t even mention finding a doctor for me. She will definitely come to the room for an autopsy tomorrow morning, and we will catch her then!"
The next day it was just dawn, so Ruyi got up. Without lighting a lamp, she flew out of the window and walked to Xiangxiang's tomb.
She picked some white wild flowers, and dewdrops condensed on the wild flowers, making them as moist as tears. Ruyi arranged the flowers and placed them on the fragrant grave.
These wild flowers look inconspicuous, dotted with white, and are not very pretty, but their smell is extremely fragrant and intoxicating.
"Xiangxiang." Ruyi called out, "You are like this flower. You look ordinary, but your heart is so beautiful."
She poured all the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine on the soil in front of the grave. After pouring, there was still a bottom of the pot. Ruyi turned to the spout and poured the last few drops of the wine into her mouth. In this way,
It can be regarded as drinking a pot of wine with Xiangxiang.
"Master, come back soon! Hua Niang has gone upstairs and seems to be planning to come to the room." Sumiao said in a confidential voice.
As soon as Ruyi heard this, he put the wine bottle on the ground and returned using Qinggong.
Xiangxiang's grave was right behind Yihongyuan. Going back at the desired speed was just a blink of an eye. She straightened her clothes and sat down at the round table in the middle of the room seriously.
When Ruyi sat down, Hua Niang also pushed the door open.
The sky outside is gradually getting brighter, but the inside of the house is dark and hazy. The faint light shines in through the lattice windows, and outlines Ruyi into a silhouette.
Hua Niang sneaked into the house. She was afraid that someone would come in and hung the latch on the door. She turned around and looked up, only to see someone sitting in the house.
She was startled and whispered: "Who!"
Ruyi laughed, lit the oil lamp on the table, and her face gradually became clearer. She stood up, spread out the folding fan in her hand, and shook it: "Hua Niang, why did you come to my room so early?
Have you missed me?"
Hua Niang's expression was very unnatural, and she said several times in panic: "You...you...how..."
The smile on Ruyi's lips disappeared, and she said with a cold eyebrow: "Why am I not dead?"
Fortunately, Hua Niang has a strong ability to adapt to changes. The panicked look on her face flashed away, and a smile appeared on her face: "Master, where are you... Master was unwell last night, and Hua Niang was a little worried, so this morning was special.
Come check on the young master. As long as he is fine, Hua Niang will ask the kitchen to prepare some light side dishes for the young master so that he can take good care of himself."
She turned around and wanted to open the door and run out, but a blue shadow appeared at the door. It was Dalan who showed up and blocked the door.
The flower girl looked towards the window again and saw a woman covered in snow-white also appeared in front of the window.
"this……"
Ruyi took two steps forward, closed the fan, and raised Hua Niang's chin: "Such a beautiful person, but a liar. Tell me! Who are you? Are you sent by Happy Hall?"
The flower girl's flowers were trembling wildly, and her whole body was shaking. She still pretended to be innocent and said: "Master, what do you mean... these people... who are these people... Master, you..."